Monday, December 7, 2009
10 Reasons I think I'm Smitten.
1. My heart beats like crazy every time I see her, and no, I don't suffer from any severe cardio
diseases that might lead to that.
2. I can't get my mind off her.
3. I appear indifferent towards her.
4. I walk her home.
5. I take a longer route home just to be with her for that extra few minutes.
6. I hate it when guys flirt with her.
7. I get anxious when I don't see her when she's supposed to be there.
8. I repeatedly doodle her name on everything.
9. I like it when she 'rib-pokes' me just to say hi.
10. I hit back when she hits me.
In mathematics, we learn about integration, that's you and me; differentiation, that's when you no longer love me.
Friday, October 30, 2009
NAN Chiau High School must be sending some secret mesages for me to intepret. Or it could my imagination going into overdrive. Again.
My day was filled with sightings of Nan Chiau High School's and former Nan Chiau High School's students. Freaky's the word to describe it. It all started when I saw (At this point, I would like to mention that I'll try to spell everyone's names to the best of my ability. Being anti-social in my final year at high school doesn't really help much) Llyod and Kang Yang in school today, on my way to the bookshop. Things weren't really catching my attention then. On my way to Tampines interchange via bus service 15, 2 students from my secondary school sat behind me, chatting merrily. I was surprised that students from a school located in Seng Kang would travel to Tampines, but otherwise remained calm. Oh, by the way, they mentioned something about Mr Goh Kar Wee.
I changed to bus service 72 from Tampines interchange, and another Nan Chiau student boarded it. It was the fifth sighting, and I was torn between astonishment and being slightly amused.
I headed down to Hougang Mall at night to grab dinner for the family. Upon reaching, I saw Wen Xin and Jonathan (and probably some other guys I don't know), at McDonald's. Being the shy guy, eye contact was avoided, though I think the former spotted me.
Having bought dinner and heading home, I walked past a Nan Chiau student as I approached the bus interchange. And at the queue for bus service 165, I saw Yi Shao.
Fate or coincidence perhaps? Or maybe I was just being over-imaginative. But I certainly smell a crisis at Nan Chiau High. 9 sightings of students from my former school certainly intrigued me.
In mathematics, we learn about integration, that's you and me; differentiation, that's when you no longer love me.
Monday, October 26, 2009
HELLO world.
In mathematics, we learn about integration, that's you and me; differentiation, that's when you no longer love me.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
I'M in deep trouble, or for the lack of a better word, deep shit. Think Atlantis deep. School's barely started one month(minus holidays and weekeneds) and I find myself late practically every single day. It doesn't help that all of my lessons start in the morning. I can count on my fingers, the number of days I was actually on time. Or even present for classes. Skipping lessons had become rountine for me. I used to abhor the lack of freedom and the discipline in a secondary school, but now its seems that I simply cannot do without them. Without people(read: teachers) to scream at me for schoolwork, detentions to deter me from being late, I find myself not only a victim of not keeping punctuality, but also fallen prey to laziness. Late assignments? Fine, no one will rush you for them. Late for classes? No worries, no General Office staff to incessantly ring your house. But behind all the facade of hospitality, of carefreeness, marks are slowly but surely being deducted. For tutorials and laboratories sessions, an attendance of less than 85% would result in that particular subject obtaing either an Ungraded Pass, or simply a Fail; regardless of how well that individual performs in his tests and examinations. To date, I've already missed 2 Writing & Oral Presentaions tutorials, 1 Engineering Fundamentals tutorials, late for countless ones, and skipped three quarters of all my lectures. The devil laying dormant is slowly barring its fangs, infesting itself in me. As I'm here typing all this, I just missed a laboratory session of Engineering Drawing. Let's just all pray hard no lecturers would stumble upon this isolated online journal of mine, and that I climb out of my own abyss before I reach dystopia.
Post-script: Keeping an online journal, especially one to entertain, is an ardous task.
In mathematics, we learn about integration, that's you and me; differentiation, that's when you no longer love me.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
HAD been awhile since I last posted an entry. Spent Christmas' and New Year's eves out the entire night with friends. Hadn't been so tired for quite a long time. Work has been taking its toil on me, and I'm slowly losing my 'nocturnal' habits. Anyway, the nights spent outside were mostly on late movies, supper and cyber-gaming cafes(or to put it the crude and 'ah-beng' way, LAN shops). Christmas turned out to be quite a boring affair last year, as not many people roamed the streets past 0300. New Year was slightly better, but the monotonous activities we engaged in every 'whole-night-out' made it less fun than I would have expected. Still, there were many people along Orchad Road in the wee hours of the morning, and greeting complete strangers a 'happy new year' does have its brand of fun. Oh, and I initially intended to attend the countdown 'party' at Vivocity's Sky Park, but because of some security guards issues, me and my friends actually missed the crucial 10 seconds. Oh and did I mentioned I had work on both Christmas' and New Year's eves? Oh, and Amanda Chan Shi Hui, for the 'god-knows-how-many-times', I'm not Hui Wen. And Zhuang Ming Tong, I am not going to do your recent quiz because some questions are missing, making it 'imperfect', and I'm having the PMS(Perfectionist's Mood Swing). Lastly, I wish every single person chucked away in some dark, stuffy, little room reading this pathetic blog of mine because nobody's asking them out on New Year's day, a very happy new year. Relish on the fact that solitude's not fatal.
5 Resolutions for 2009:
1. Grow my 'very-long-ago-intended' beard.
2. Get into a Junior College, if not then a Polytechnic.
3. Get rid of that attitude which seems to make every single person hate me.
4. Work on my punctuality.
5. Get fatter.
In mathematics, we learn about integration, that's you and me; differentiation, that's when you no longer love me.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
EXHAUSTED, worn-out, tired, beat, drained, fatigued, rundown, enervated, depleted, weary, debilitated and dead.
In mathematics, we learn about integration, that's you and me; differentiation, that's when you no longer love me.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
WORKED with Jun Ru two days ago. He is the latest member on board the ToastBox family, and I was assigned to teach him how to do the cashier. I quite envy that guy, because new staff does not usually start off with learning the cashier, but instead gets involved with the clearing of tables and toasting. I guess his brief stint at Ang Mo Kio Hub's ToastBox paved his way for learning the cashier on his first day of work. Overall, I was quite satisfied with his performance, though he could do well to sharpen his memory(I've got to work on that element as well), as well as learn to interact more with the customers. Being a cashier is all about interacting with the customer, and I pride myself on doing that on a 'exceeds expectations' level. Having two person at the cashier counter for once was fun. Firstly, I have extra help in preparing the cold drinks, and secondly, I can 'rest', giving the excuse that I'm allowing Jun Ru to experience first-hand what a cashier actually does.
And I know people don't like to read ridiculously long paragraphs, and some people have complained that my text is too small, I shall henceforth divide this entry into paragraphs.
Initially, I intended to attend 4G's barbeque after work(read 11.00p.m.). And I thought I would have an ardous task ahead of me in persuading my parents to give consent. But, surprise, surprise, they agreed instantly. Talk about being 'nice for a change'. But woe betide Jun Ru, as his usually compromising mother disallowed him to go. We ended up at the H.K cafe in Kovan, near Heartland Mall, which name I forgot, to have supper. Jun Ru had his 'Ham 'N' Eggs Noddles' with an 'Iced Ying-Yong', while I had the classier 'Chese Baked Rice with Fish Filet' accompanied by an iced milk-tea. The noodles looked decent, and I bet they tasted that too, but my baked rice came a bit on the heavy side, and I ended up not being able to finish the entire portion. It was quite good though. We took a taxi(I simply refuse to use the unglamourous word 'cabbed') home after the meal as I was not feeling too well. Great way to lose approximately $25.00 in just three hours. And for those not intellectually-abled, the previous sentence was sarcastical.
Yesterday, which was only about a few hours ago, I worked with Jun Ru again. He was toasting the bread though. I think I'm sick of always being the cashier, though it is undeniably the easiest job there. Had some unreasonable customers today, but shall not elaborate, curse, swear or throw my mother's butcher knife. My online journal is meant to be a 'non-teenage angst' one. Work was super exhausting as I did the night shift the previous night, and had to wake up early as I was working at 8.00a.m. Asked Shi Hui out after we finished work, and was about to catch a movie when we had a change of heart and went to Marche for some small bites instead. Their mashed potatoes are absolutely amazing. After Marche we went to Food Republic to cease the remaining hunger pangs. We took bus service 80 to Compass Point afterwards and was hit with a huge tsunami of nostalgia. I would really have like to elaborate but my eyes are currently failing me. Took bus service 159 home, and that signifies the end of my post.
In mathematics, we learn about integration, that's you and me; differentiation, that's when you no longer love me.
